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Angela is a twisted bit of smut from my perverted mind. I claim sole
responsibility for it's filth.

On the other hand, if you are too young to read such things or it is
illegal to do so where you live....BEGONE!  I claim no resonsibility for
your moral weakness.

I would appreciate it if you would kindly keep my name attached to the
story.

Download, repost all you want but no money is to be made off of it
unless I am the one reaping the rewards.

Enjoy!

ANGELA
by Herb Koenig

Part VI

Scene 1

Friday, showroom at Gio's Fashions. It is a fairly large room, well
appointed, lush carpeting, bar off to one side and a table covered with
hors d'oeuvres'. A scantily clad waitress is serving drinks and goodies
to six Japanese businessmen sitting in plush easy chairs in a large half
circle. Models are coming out, one by one, in an array of evening gowns,
slowly going by each of the men,  pausing in front of each, turning and
then moving on to the next man. The gowns are somewhat revealing and the
models display their bodies to the men as much as possible without
opening or removing the gowns.

The gowns are followed by models wearing very revealing lingerie. They
walk a little slower by each man, pause a little longer and sometimes
bend over a little farther than is necessary. If a man should reach out
to touch them, the girl steps away, wags her finger in a naughty,
naughty, mustn't touch gesture and moves on.

This is followed by children modeling school clothes, summer wear,
sports wear, etc. It has the effect of lowering the excitement level the
men had reached with the voluptuous models.

When the last of the children have gone, Angie comes out in an evening
gown buttoned from the waist down to the floor but with a halter top
that reveals her ample breasts to their best advantage. Standing in the
center of the circle she addresses the men.

Angie- Gentlemen. May I again welcome you to Gio's Fashions. What you
have just seen is our latest collection designed for the mainstream
shopper. Clothing to fit most any occasion.  But we at Gio's realize
there are other occasions, occasions when you might want something a
little more exciting. A little more daring perhaps. Like this gown, for
instance. (Moving to her right, she approaches the first man , still
talking.) You may have enjoyed our line of low cut bras but really,
(Bending over in front of the man.) don't you think no bra is better
with a dress like this? (Moving to the next man.) Why look, you can
almost see my nipples. (Moving again.) And if I pull this thin strap  to
one side (Moving again.) oh my! My breast is completely exposed! And if
I pull the other side (Moving again.) There they are! My naked tits!
(Moving again to the last man, she holds her tits in her hands and
fondles them.) Think how easy it would be for you to fondle a girls tits
if she was wearing this dress. (Moves to the center again.) Watch
gentlemen! Watch and enjoy! (Standing, she slowly starts unbuttoning the
dress from the bottom up.  As she does, she makes sure to expose as much
leg as possible. As she reaches the tops of her thighs, she reaches
around to the back of the dress and pulls the hidden zipper from the
floor to her waist. Then she turns,  pulls the panels apart and bends
over giving them a view of her luscious ass.) Panties? They're nice, but
they do tend to get in the way, don't you think?  And, lest you think I
may be wearing string bikinis, (She turns, sits on the edge of the
hassock and spreads her legs high and wide and slowly turns so that each
man has a clear shot of her naked pussy. Standing, she reaches behind
her neck and unfastens the dress, letting it drop to the floor. Reaching
down, she takes the dress and then walks  slowly to the men. As she
passes each man, she slowly pirouettes in front of them and dangles the
dress in their crotch. As she's about to leave, she turns) Don't leave.
there's more to come.

Becky comes out dressed in a filmy peignoir over a black bustier, garter
belt, string bikini panties , long black hose and very high heeled black
shoes. She idly walks back and forth in front of the men, waving the
peignoir in their faces. Bending over the hassock, she pulls it up over
her ass and wiggles it at them. Standing, she sheds the peignoir and
starts walking in front of them again. As she does, she reaches up and
loosens the top of her bustier and pulls one of her tits out. As she
walks in front of them she periodically, looks them straight in the
eyes, fondles her tit and licks her lips. Stopping in front of one, she
turns, leans way over and slides her panties down.  Turning, she
retrieves her panties, rubs it against the nose of the man and lets it
fall to his lap. In front of another man, she stops, pulls the top of
her bustier farther apart, takes out her other tit and shakes them. In
front of the next, she leans over in front of him and lets them sway
against his face. Shedding the bustier altogether, she parades in front
of them nude except for the garter belt, hose and shoes. As she slowly
walks she fondles her tits with one hand and lets the other travel down
to her pussy. She stops and caresses it on front of one man, then,
moving on inserts a finger, then with the next man, a second finger and
then a third finger for the next man. Going to the next man, she keeps
her fingers in her pussy, turns, bends and caresses her ass. Moving on,
she inserts a finger in her ass, then two for the next man. Moving to
the hassock, she lays back, spreads her legs,  and proceeds to
masturbate to a screaming orgasm. As she sits up, she is greeted by
applause from the men. Standing, she acknowledges their appreciation of
her performance.

Becky- Don't go way. There's more to come.

Monica enters dressed as a little schoolgirl. She looks to be 11 or 12
with no makeup and her hair in braids. She has on a plaid skirt that
comes to just above the knees, a white cotton blouse with button front.,
white bobby socks and Buster Brown shoes. Her  sweater is tied around
her waist and she is carrying  books under her arm. She enters noisily
chewing bubble gum and popping the bubbles.

She wanders aimlessly around in front of the men, stopping once in a
while in front of them to blow a bubble and have it pop in her face at
which, she foolishly giggles. Going by the hassock, she sets her sweater
and books on the floor and moves to one of the men who is sitting with
his legs uncrossed,  spread enough for her to sit on one. She sits for a
few long moments, then, reaching, up caresses his cheek and leans
forward and giving  him a little peck on the cheek. Giggling, she gets
up and moves to the next man. Seeing her coming he hurriedly uncrosses
his legs and she sits as before. Caressing his cheek, she leans forward
and gives him a light peck on the lips. Patting him on the cheek, she
rises and moves to the next man. Holding his cheek in her hand, she
gives him a lingering kiss on his lips. The next man, she holds by the
cheek but French kisses him. The next man, she takes by the back of the
head and pulls him to her for a more passionate kiss and the last she
holds his head in both hands and gives him a hot, wet kiss all over his
face and with her tongue halfway down his throat.

Monica- (Going to the first man. In a little girly voice.) Gee, mister
you kinda got cheated, huh? (Sitting on his lap again, she takes his
hand,  places it on her breast. And passionately French kisses him.) Was
that better?

Man #1-  Oh yes. Arigato.

 Monica- (Moving to #2.) You kinda got cheated too. Poor baby. (Taking
his hand,, she places it on her skirt up high on her thigh then proceeds
to give him a hot kiss.) Did you like that better?

#2- Much better,  thank you.

Monica-  (Moving to #3.) You'd like more, too, huh?

#3- Oh yes, please.

Monica- Very well, you dirty old man. I really shouldn't be doing these
things. If dad found out he'd skin me alive.  (Sits on his lap and
slowly unbuttons her blouse all the way. She is wearing a plain white
cotton bra. Taking his hand, she cups it over her bra covered tit and
kisses him, all the while moving her tit against his hand.)

Monica- Is that enough for you?

#3- Oh no, never enough of such a fine little girl.

Monica- (To #4.) And what are you grinning at? My tits? Too bad. You
don't get any titty. sitting on his  lap, she takes his hand,  slides it
under her skirt to the top of her bare thigh and kisses him.) Was that
as good as titty?

#4- Oh yes, very fine leg. Thank you.

Monica- You're welcome. (To #5.) And I suppose you're wondering what
goodies you're going to get? Give me your left hand. (Taking his hand
she places it palm up on his left leg then, raising her skirt in back,
sits on his hand and kisses him, wiggling around on his hand all the
while.) Will that keep you satisfied til I get back?

#5- Yes, but hurry back.

Monica- (To #6.) You look like a tit man. (Bending over, she sways her
tits before his eyes.) Yes, you're definitely a tit man. (Sitting on his
lap she takes his hand and slides it into the top of her bra.) Feel that
hard nipple? Squeeze it! That's it, now, kiss me you dirty old man!
(Kisses him and returns to #1.)  My, you look anxious. Don't they have
naughty little girls in Japan?

#1- Not as beautiful as you.

Monica- Why thank you. Just for that, I'll have to give you something
special. (Sitting on his lap she takes both of his hands and pushes them
up and under her bra until her bra is over her tits  and her tits are
covered with his hands.) You like my little girl titties?

#1- Yes, thank you. Very nice.

Monica- Then show me how much you like them! Squeeze them, play with my
nipples! Oh God, I'm starting to get hot! Real hot! You better stop.

Monica- (To #2. Sitting on his lap she takes his hand and puts in under
her skirt and into the leg of her cotton panties.)  Feel me! Feel how
wet you dirty old men have gotten me. Put a finger in me, yes, that's
it. Oooh it feels so good! But there are more men. More men for me to
play with.

Monica- (To #3 .) Do you want to play with me too, mister? You men are a
lot more fun that the boys at school. All they wanna play is football
and baseball. Ugh!

#3- Yes, I like play with you.

Monica- Oh goodie! (Taking her blouse off, she sits on his lap. Turning
she asks.) Would you unhook my titty holder? My titties want to be free.
They need lotsa loving. Will you love my titties?

#3- Oh yes. I love titties real good.

Monica- Kiss them for me. Suck on my nipples, make them real hard. Make
them as hard as that thing I'm sitting on. That's it! Oooh, you're a
very good titty lover. Better stop now though, your friends are getting
jealous.

Monica- (To #4. Standing before him, bare from the waist up, she raises
her skirt.) Would you be a nice man and take my panties off for me? (He
reaches out and slowly lowers her panties to the floor. As they reach
her shoes, she spreads her legs apart. He looks up and straight into her
pussy.) Like the view from there?

#4- Beautiful sight. Nothing more beautiful than young girl hairless
pussy.

Monica- How sweet. (Stepping out of her panties, she lets her skirt drop
and sits on his lap.)  Put your hands under my skirt. No one can see
what your hands are doing, so they can do anything they want. Go ahead,
anything you want. (He runs his left hand around to her ass and his
right hand heads for her pussy. He nudges her thighs farther apart and
then proceeds to stick one, then two, then three fingers up her sopping
pussy.) Oh! Oh my god! Oh yes, yes! Oh stop! Please stop! I can't take
much more of that.  I'll be back. In the meantime you can sniff your
fingers.

Monica- (To #5.) Lean your head back against the chair. Yes, that's it.
(Climbing onto the chair she kneels on the armrests and, leaning
forward, lifts her skirt over his head and settles her pussy on his
face.) I bet you know what I want, don't you?  (He gives a muffled grunt
from under her skirt.) Yes, I can tell you know. Keep doing it, that's
it. Oh god I love the feel of a tongue there. But then, I love tongues
everywhere. Oh. Oh! I'm so wet! Lap up all of that pussy juice. Yes,
that's the way.OOOh you nasty devil, you've got your tongue in me. Yes,
tongue fuck me! Oh! Oh! Stop! Stop. Oh, thank you for that.

Monica- (To #6. Unfastens her skirt and stands before him completely
nude.) Do you like my body mister? Not bad for only 11 years old, huh?
Daddy gets all upset and freaked out when I run around the house naked
like this. Tells me to put clothes on. I think the real reason is, he
gets excited and hard and it makes him want to...well, you know, it
makes him want to fuck his daughter.  Would you like me to fuck me,
mister? Huh? Would you like to put your hard cock in my little hole and
fuck me?

#6- Oh yes! Yes, Very much.

Monica- How much?

#6-  I do anything.

Monica- Good! I like that. Mommy says I'm spoiled. Daddy says I'm
spoiled rotten. I just think I'm rotten. But I like being rotten. Do you
like me rotten?

#6- You very rotten and naughty little girl.

Monica- Do you have a daughter?

#6- Yes.

Monica- How old is she.?

#6- 2 years older than you. She 13 years.

Monica- Pretty?

#6- Very pretty, but not like you.

Monica- Not sexy like me?

#6- No not sexy.

Monica- Not a slut like me?

#6- No not a slut.

Monica- But you'd like to fuck her, wouldn't you? you see her running
around the house in next to nothing and you'd like to fuck your
daughter, wouldn't you? Admit it! Be honest. I won't tell.

#6- Yes. Yes, sometimes I look at her and I like fuckee her.

Monica- Shame on you, dirty old man. Still want to do anything for me?

#6- Oh yes.

Monica- Good, lean back like your friend here did. That's it. (Climbs up
on the chair but this time kneels on the arms facing away from him.
Pushes her ass in his face.) Kiss it, mister. Kiss my baby ass and
pretend it's your daughters. Go ahead, kiss your daughters cute, tight
little ass. That's the way. Oh yes, daddy! More. Kiss it more daddy.
Stick your tongue in me, daddy Tongue fuck your baby's little asshole. I
love it, oh daddy, I love it! Don't stop!  More, more! Oh! Oh! Enough!
Enough! I have to stop before I let you nice men go all the way.
(Standing, she goes around and picks up all of her clothing. Then, going
to the hassock, she picks up her books.) Sorry I have to go, but I have
homework to do. But don't go away. There's more to come. And who knows,
it might be you.

There is a very short intermission during which the waitress serves more
snacks and drinks Then asks that they return to their seats.  On
returning they find their chairs have been put closer together in pairs
The lights go down and then spotlights come on focused in the half
circle in front of their chairs. All is quiet and then Peter comes in,
naked except for a loincloth. In his hand are three leashes at the end
of which are Angie, Becky and Monica. They are completely nude. Peter
leads Angie to a spot between #1 & #2, Becky between #3 & #4 and Monica
between #5 & #6.  They kneel with their heads down and silently run a
hand up a leg of each man until they reach their cocks.Unzipping them,
they take their cocks out and stroke then to erection. Holding each cock
in their hands, they then go back and forth from cock to cock, sucking
them and licking their balls. When the men are hard, they climb onto
their laps and alternate riding their cocks, letting the men fondle and
touch them wherever, however they want. After a while, they back away
slightly, have the men stand and proceed to undress them. When all are
naked, they lead them to the center. They each have one man lay down,
mount him and lay on him. Peter directs the others to mount the girls
from the rear and ass fuck them. As the girls are being fucked in both
holes, Peter leads Gino and Tony into the circle, naked, and has them
stand at the head of each girl,  Gino by Becky, Tony by Angie and he
stands by Monica. They stroke themselves to erection. As soon as the
other men are ready to come, Peter has the girls lay down on their backs
and has all  the men jack off on their faces.

The scene closes with the Japanese getting dressed and Peter, Gino and
Tony kneeling and licking the cum off the women's faces.

FADE OUT...
Scene 2

Later that same evening. Angie & Tony's bedroom. They are in bed.

Angie- Are you all right honey?

Tony- What? Oh. Oh yes, I'm fine.

Angie- You seem awfully quiet and distant.

Tony-  I was just thinking about tonight.

Angie- And?

Tony- It was so sexy. Sexy and so terribly perverted.

Angie- Did it bother you?

Tony- Not in the way you think. I was turned on by the whole thing.
Especially Monica's part.  I was thinking of how you put it all
together, got everyone to do what you wanted. How you've changed
everyone's lives in the family. You've been a catalyst. I'm not saying
you perverted them, only that you brought it out of them.

Angie- In a way, you brought it out of me. No, that's not true, I can't
say that. You gave me the freedom to be me. In France, that little
hotel/cafe we stayed at.  Remember?

Tony- I'll never forget. I never knew there was a side of you like that.

Angie- Nor did I. But once I discovered it, there was no going back.
Luckily for me, you let me be me. It's the same with Becky only she knew
there was a different side of her and it kept being repressed. I gave
her the courage, or maybe just the permission, to be herself. She does
what I want her to do simply because she's handed over her conscience to
me. That way, it's not her being a bitch, she's only following orders.

Tony- And Monica?

Angie- Monica, as you know, has been used and abused by Papa for as long
as the poor thing can remember. Surprisingly, she seems to have
weathered the situation without too many hangups.She has no hatred
towards him but she has turned the tables and is using him. She thinks
she's lesbian, but I doubt it, she's at least bisexual. Likes cock too
much. As for her devotion to me, she has this magnificent obsession for
my pussy. Will do anything I tell her for a taste of my pussy.

Tony- Why do you say magnificent?

Angie- Because, selfishly, I love having her mouth on me. It's
magnificent for me. I'm sure she'll outgrow it or find another pussy or
just devote herself to cock. But, in the meantime, I have no
compunctions about putting her through the hoops. Making her jump when I
snap my fingers.

Tony- And I thought pussy power only worked on men.

Angie- No. We women like a nice, juicy pussy every once in a while.  But
what about you?

Tony- What about me?

Angie- I understand Gino's been banging Monica  since he was 17 or 18.
and you were 15 or 16. He offered her to you, but you declined. You'd
watch him bop her but you never did. Why not?

Tony- Fear, probably. I was a momma's boy. Always being good to please
momma. Don't do anything bad to upset momma. Always the right thing.
Tony was always the good little boy. I could never bring myself to do
it. But it did excite me watching them.

Angie- And I took your mother's place?

Tony- Not intentionally. I didn't marry you thinking I was marrying my
mother. But that night in France, the way you cuddled me after
your...your...

Angie- Orgy?

Tony- Yes. Watching you with all those men took me back to watching Gino
and Monica. It excited me. The fact that you were my wife had no
relevance. And then, later, when we cuddled, and your tone of voice when
I started licking you and you said "You like that, baby?"

Angie- I remember. And you said, "yes mommy".

Tony- From that time on you've been mommy to me.

Angie- And you can accept that and live with it?

Tony- Yes.

Angie- You know I'm a bitch and that I'll use you and hurt you and
humiliate you because that's my nature.

Tony- I know.

Angie- And I'll fuck around. In front of you, behind your back, whenever
and wherever and with whomever I want.

Tony- I know.

Angie- Oh, God, Tony! I love you so much. I'll do anything I can to make
you happy.

Tony- Just be yourself. I love you just the way you are. Now, kiss me
good night. We had quite an evening. I don't know about you, but I'm
exhausted.

Angie- (Leans over, kisses him good night, and turns off the lamp. They
immediately fall asleep. About 20 minutes later, the phone rings.  Angie
answers.) Yes? Of course. I'll be right there.

Tony- What is it?

Angie- It's nothing, baby go to sleep like a good little boy. (Kisses
him, puts on a white transparent peignoir over her thin white nighty,
and goes out.)

FADE OUT...
Scene 3

Peter's room, same evening. Angie enters.

Angie- I'm here, lover. How can I serve you?

Peter- I...I guess I was really wondering if you'd come.

Angie- I said I would. But if you feel the need to test my devotion to
you, master, you may.

Peter- Master? oh, I like that. I never thought of it that way. But I
think I prefer "lover" when there are people around. Master, when we're
alone like this.

Angie- Very well master. How may I please you?

Peter- Tonight, I got so damned excited I can't go to sleep. I have a
hard on that won't quit.

Angie- I can take care of that. Would you like me to suck your cock, do
you want to fuck me, or would you like to fuck me up the ass?

Peter- Suck my cock and then I want to fuck you. (Throws the covers back
revealing his naked body and a raging hard on.)

Angie- Oh my! You are excited. Let me at that beautiful cock. (Takes him
in her mouth and licks and sucks until he's almost ready to cum then
stops for a moment and climbs on him and rides him to an orgasm.) Did
that please my master?

Peter- Yes! Oh God yes!  Next to my birthday, this has to be one of the
most exciting nights of my life. I don't think I'll ever forget it. And
I owe it all to you.

Angie- In the event you want to relive it, I video taped it. Which
reminds me, I told Jason I'd show it to him. Does my master need my
services anymore more tonight?

Peter- No. That will be all.

Angie- Thank you master. Leans over and tenderly kisses him good night.

FADE OUT...
Scene 4

The same night. Angie has left Peter, gone to the garage and gotten the
video out of her car, and seeing a light in Jason's apartment, climbs
the stairs and knocks on the door. Jason answers.

Jason-  Ms Angela! Is something wrong?

Angie- No, nothing's wrong. Why do you ask?

Jason- It's kinda late is all. Something I can do for you?

Angie- No. It's just that I promised you I'd tape the show tonight and,
seeing a light in your window, thought you might want to watch it.

Jason- I'd love to but I have company. Friday night is poker night.

Angie- I'm sure they'd enjoy the show

Jason- If it's anything like you described, I'm sure they will. Leave
the tape and I'll show it.

Angie- (With a hurt pout on her face.) Oooh. I was hoping we could watch
it together. Don't you want me to meet your friends?

Jason- Oh no! Nothing like that. It's just, well, the way your dressed.

Angie- Does it embarrass you?

Jason- No, not me. You know me better than that. I was just afraid,
you'd be embarrassed.

Angie- And you know me better than that. C'mon Jason, let's give your
friends a treat. (Moves past him and into the large living room. Jason
has set up a card table in the far corner.  Four of his very black
friends are sitting around it.) Hi guys! I'm Angie!

Chorus- Hi Angie!

Matt- Girl, you gonna catch your death running around with practically
nothing on.

Angie- I have a feeling things might heat up later on. Do you mind if I
interrupt your poker game? I wanted Jason to see the video I made of a
fashion show I put on tonight.

Jim- A fashion show?

Luke- Doesn't sound like much fun to me.

Jason- Trust me, guys, this'll be like no fashion show you've ever seen
or ever will see.

Angie-  (Goes to the large TV and turns it on. As the screen lights,
they can see the outline of her body through her thin garments. Turning
to Jason.) Where's the VCR?

Jason- Right below the TV. Want me to turn it on?

Angie- Oh no. I think the guys would be disappointed if I didn't turn it
and them on. (Bends over from the waist and turns the VCR on.) Is this
the slot you stick it in? Oh, yes, must be, it fits. Now what? Oh yes,
Play. Seems fitting considering the mood I'm in and the picture we're
about to see. Ready guys? (Goes to the huge sofa and sits in the
middle.)

Chorus- Ready.

Angie- You're surely not going to watch from way over there, are you?
Come join me, I'm lonely.

As the video starts, showing the models in the evening dress, she can
sense a feeling of boredom start to settle in. The lingerie segment
perked them up some but the children lost them altogether.

Andy- I hafta go home, I think I hear my mommy calling me.

Angie- You'll be sorry. Just sit and watch like a good little boy.
(Next, they see her come out in her evening dress.)

Andy- I guess that wasn't my mommy after all. But I like what you've got
on now much better.

Angie- Watch. I think you might change your mind. (The video progresses
along and they watch closely as she gradually exposes herself to the
Japanese audience. When it reaches the part where she is on the hassock
with her legs spread wide and showing her pussy, she glances over and
sees Luke stroking himself through his trousers.) Are you having fun
now, Luke?

Luke-  Yes ma'am. Lot more fun than those lousy poker games Jason has.

Jim- Sure wish I coulda been there. Wow! Coulda seen that lovely sight
in the flesh.

Angie- The flesh is sitting right here, Jim. And, the evening isn't
over. This next girl is Becky. She's a natural blonde with  pale skin.
The opposite of me, I'm more olive skinned. If you like white meat you'd
love her.

Jim- I got nothing against olive skin.

Angie- Not yet, anyway. Hopefully, before the night's through, you'll
have at least 6 inches against some olive skin.

Jim- You mean, you...

Angie- I mean all of you. Now watch the movie. (As Becky puts on her
show, she sees they are all openly stroking their cocks.) And now for
the final act. (Monica comes out and as she progressively gets naughtier
and nastier she sees the guys leaning forward more and more with a
glazed look in their eyes.)

Andy- My goodness! She's just a child! Where did you find a little girl
willing to do that?

Angie- Andy, some girls are born sluts. Her and I are two of them. Take
your cocks out guys, I want to see what you've been nursing along these
last 15 minutes. Jason, do you have a video camera by any chance?

Jason- Yes Ms Angela.

Angie- Get it Jason. I want you to record this for my memoirs. Any
objections, guys?

Andy- I got no problem with that.

Angie- OK with the rest of you?

Chorus- Yeah. No problem. OK by me.

Angie- Good.  Let's just watch this last act. It might give you some
ideas. (They watch the girls getting fucked by two cocks at a time and
stroke their pricks harder and faster.)Slow down guys, don't waste any
of that yummy cum on the carpet. I want it all on my face.  (The video
ends, Jason gets the camera.) Get naked, guys, the real show is about to
begin. (Jason goes to turn the TV off.) No, Jason, leave it on for
awhile. I want to strip in front of it. Leave the camera light off so I
can see my silhouette like the guys did. You  can turn it on when I get
naked.

Moving in front of the TV, she stands facing them and spreads her legs.
She runs her hands all over her body, cupping and squeezing her tits,
Leaning back, she thrusts her groin out towards them and reaches between
her legs and rubs her pussy thru her nightie. Leaning forward, she runs
her hands under her gown and up the inside of her legs, stopping before
she reaches her pussy. Keeping her hands there, she turns and runs her
hands around her sides to the top of her thighs then proceeds up to
uncover her ass. Leaning forward again, She pulls her ass cheeks apart,
then abruptly stands and turns to face them, letting the peignoir and
nightie fall, covering her, if ever so slightly. She slowly slips the
peignoir from her shoulders and stands with just her sheer nightie.
Again spreading her legs wide, she reaches in front to where it hits her
knees and, bringing it up to her crotch, starts slowly stuffing the
fabric into her pussy. Still stuffing her pussy, she turns and with her
other hand, raises the nightie in back and sticks a finger up her ass
hole. Removing the finger from her ass she turns and slips the nightie
straps off her shoulders, letting it slide down her body stopping at
where her pussy is holding it.  As she stands before them, she seems to
be under a hypnotic spell. Legs spread, nightie hanging from her pussy,
she cups her tits from beneath and pushes them upwards. Her head falls
back and she moans. At that moment she is a picture of utter, wanton
depravity. Jason and his friends watch, transfixed by her decadence.
Straightening, she sees them, their stiff cocks, with a crazed look on
her face. Pulling the nightie from her pussy she falls to her knees and
crawls to them.

Angie- Cock! Cock! I want cock! I need it! I need cock! Everywhere! I
want cock everywhere! Cock in my mouth, cock in my cunt, cock in my
asshole. I want it! I need it! Give it to me! Now! Give it to me now,
damn it!  cock! (Reaching Luke first, she takes his cock in her mouth
and starts sucking. Jim, kneeling behind her, shoves his cock up her
pussy. Andy and Matt stand next to her head and share her mouth with
Luke.) My ass! My ass needs cock! (Standing, she pushes Andy to the
floor, mounts him and motions for Luke to fuck her ass while she sucks
Jim and Matt. Jason, meanwhile, is dutifully recording it all.) Yes!
Yes. Fuck this white bitch you hung black bastards. Oh God, what cocks.
It's true, it really is, you're all hung like horses! And they feel so
good. So fucking good. I want all of them in my ass, my mouth, my
pussy. Just keep fucking me! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Cock, cock, cock!
(Finally when they can't hold back any longer, they all jack off on her
face.) Cum! Cum! Good, hot yummy cum! Give it all to me! Make those
gorgeous black cocks spit it all over this white bitch's face! Yes! Oh
yes! (She lays there in a dream world, moaning over and over to herself,
cock, cock, cock. The guys dress and leave. Jason brings the camera in
for a close-up of her cum covered face. Seeing him, she smiles
tenderly.) Jason? Jason is that you, sweetie?

Jason- Yes. yes it's me. Are you alright? Do you remember what happened?

Angie- Of course. Why do you ask?

Jason- You seemed to go into a hypnotic trance or something. I was
worried.

Angie- Dear Jason. I'm fine. Well fucked and ready for a long, long
sleep.

Jason- Let me get a warm towel and wash your face.

Angie- No, leave it there. I'll get it washed off when I get to my room.
(Rises and starts out the door.)

Jason- Your night clothes! Aren't you going to wear them back?

Angie- No, I'll take them with me, but I'm fine. It's a lovely night for
a naked walk to the house. Night Jason dear.

Jason- Good night Ms Angela. And, on behalf of the guys, thank you.

Angie- Oh, please, thank them. And if you ever need entertainment for
your Friday night games, just let me know. I'm sure they would like
Becky and Monica.  Good night sweetheart. (As she leaves he can hear her
saying, over and over, like a Mantra, "Cock, cunt, fuck. Cock, cunt,
fuck".)

FADE OUT...
Scene 5

On her way to her bedroom, she stops at Peters room. Going in  she finds
him sound asleep, clutching a pair of her panties next to his face.
Slowly lifting the covers back she looks at his cock, lying limply along
the side of his leg. Leaning over, she ever so gently sucks it into her
mouth and runs her tongue up and down the bottom of the shaft. He awakes
with a start.

Peter- Angie! What are you doing?

Angie- I'd say that's a pretty dumb question.

Peter- I mean, I thought you went back to bed. What time is it?

Angie- About two hours and four cocks since I was here.

Peter- Four cocks?

Angie- Four cocks, and four cums. All on my face. And now I'm going for
number five.

Peter- But who? Where, When?

Angie- I was the star attraction at Jason's poker game. It was four
black studs playing poke her. And did they ever! Now hush. Lay back and
enjoy. I want more cum. My I master? May I have your nasty cum on my
face?

Peter- Yes! Oh God yes! Oh Angie, you are such a perverted bitch and I
love you so much. Suck it, bitch! Suck me you filthy little cock
sucker!  (She sucks him fast and furious  until he cums all over her
face.) Oh Angie! Angie baby! God, you are something else. Thinking about
you getting fucked by those four guys! God, I would have liked to have
seen that!

Angie- You can. I had Jason take a video of it. Maybe tomorrow night.
For now, you'll have to satisfy yourself with this. (Hands him her pussy
drenched nightie.) That should give you some nice, naughty dreams. Night
master!

FADE OUT...
Scene 6

Entering her room, she sees Tony sleeping soundly.

Angie- Baby! Wake up baby! Wake up! Momma needs you.

Tony- Wha? (Rubbing his eyes, he looks up in the dim light to see her
straddling him.) What is it?

Angie- Mommy needs her baby. Her sweet, loving little boy.

Tony- What is it Mommie?

Angie- Mommie has goo all over her face. Look! (Reaching over she turns
on the bedside lamp.)

Tony- What is...Is it...?

Angie- It's cum, baby. Lots and lots of nasty cum.

Tony- That phone call? Who was it?

Angie- It was Peter, he needed a good night fuck.

Tony-  But that was over two hours ago. I know he's young but he surely
didn't shoot all that!

Angie- No, he didn't. On my way I stopped to see Jason.

Tony- And Jason did that?

Angie- No. In fact, none of it is Jason's. He had some friends over for
poker. But after seeing me, they decided they'd rather poke me.

Tony- Jason's friends?

Angie- Yeah.  It's true Tony, blacks are really well hung. Not only long
but fat. God but they filled me up. Now I want you to clean me up. (She
rolls over and gently strokes his head as he leans over and licks the
cum from her face. When he finishes she nestles his head to her breast
and they fall asleep in each others arms.)

FADE OUT...
Scene 7

The next day, Saturday afternoon. Angie is sunning herself by the side
of the pool in her thong. Her eyes are closed and she is in a dreamy
state from the events of the night before. Papa Joe walks up and stands,
admiring her voluptuous body. Angie senses a presence and opens her eyes
with a start.

Angie- Papa! You startled me. I thought I was alone for the rest of the
day.

Papa- Sorry, didn't mean to startle you. I finished my sales projections
for the coming year sooner than I anticipated.

Angie- Are they realistic?

Papa- I think so. If anything, they're probably on the conservative
side. While I was at the office, I got a call from our Japanese friends.

Angie- And?

Papa- They were pleased with our fashions and very pleased with our
presentation. They placed a much larger order than either of us
imagined.

Angie- Good. You should get quite a sizable bonus.

Papa- I owe the  bonus to you. (Sitting down at the foot of her chaise,
he casually takes her foot and gently rubs it.) I `d like you to have
it.

Angie- (Coolly) I accept! Thank you.

Papa- I owe you so much more.

Angie- That's true, but massaging my feet will do for now. (He continues
his massaging, going from one foot to another.)

Papa- You have beautiful feet. Sexy. But then, (Moving his hands further
up her legs.)  everything about you is sexy.

Angie- (Snapping at him.) Put your hands back on my feet!

Papa- Oh! Sorry. I didn't mean to...

Angie- The hell you didn't, you dirty old man. Kiss my feet and tell me
you're sorry.

Papa- Kiss your feet?

Angie- You heard me! Do it! Kiss my feet. (He does.) Yes, that's it,
kiss both of them. Lick them and suck my toes. That's the way. Get off
my chaise and kneel on the cement, I'd like that better.

Papa- But...but I have my good suit on and the cement is hard and rough.

Angie- I really don't give a shit. Do as I say! Kneel at my feet! (He
does.) Now resume kissing my feet. You love my feet, don;t you? You told
me they were sexy, didn't you? Tell me how much you love my feet, how
you love to kiss them and how sexy they are. Tell me!

Papa- Yes, they are sexy and I do love them, I love them very much. And
I like, no, I love kissing them.

Angie- And what do you consider the sexiest part of me?

Papa- I...I don't know, really. All of you is sexy.

Angie-  There must be some part of me that turns you on more than any
other part. (Unfastening her top, she throws it to the ground.) Is it
these? My big tits?

Papa- Jesus, but they are mouth watering.

Angie- Keep kissing my feet! You may watch if you want. (Taking her tits
in her hands, she proceeds to fondle them, squeezing them, pinching her
nipples, pulling them out, leaning over and licking them with her
tongue. Deliberately turning him on.) You'd like to fondle them,
wouldn't you.? Take them in your hands, maul them, rub them,  pull  on
them, suckle the nipples. You would, wouldn't you?

Papa- Yes, oh yes.

Angie- Too fucking bad! A worthless piece of shit like you doesn't
deserve my tits. And anyway, what you really want is this. (She slides
her hand down her flat tummy to her bottoms and then slides it under the
fabric and strokes her pussy.) This is what you really want. This is
what all of you filthy men want. Pussy! Hot, wet pussy! Wanna see my
hot, wet pussy?

Papa- Oh Jesus, yes. Show it to me!

Angie- Say, Please Angie, may I see your beautiful, hot, wet pussy.

Papa- Please Angie, may I see your hot, wet pussy?

Angie- (Leans over and slaps him hard across the face.) Damn it! Get it
right you silly old fool! My BEAUTIFUL, hot, wet pussy! Now ask me
again!

Papa- Please, Angie, may I see your beautiful, hot wet pussy?

Angie- That's better. Yes you may. (Pulls the thin fabric away from her
pussy and spreads her legs exposing it to his greedy eyes.) Keep licking
my feet! I didn't tell you to stop.  Now, if you can keep licking and
watch at the same time, fine. Otherwise, just lick. Do you understand?

Papa- Yes Angie.

Angie- Good. (With her hand still on her pussy, she spreads the lips and
strokes the bright pink inner lips. He can see the moisture glistening
in the sun as she slowly inserts one, then two fingers inside.) Oooh,
that feels so good. Not as good as a hard cock or a hungry mouth, but
good. Look how wet I am. My clit is getting hard. Is your cock getting
hard?

Papa- Yes. Very hard.

Angie- Take it out, I want to see it. (Unzips and takes his hard cock
out.) You may stroke it if you want but don't cum. Don't you dare cum!
Yes, that's the way, stroke it and keep kissing and licking my feet.
Jesus! I'm getting so hot! I'm going to cum! Yes! Yes I am! I want you
to cum for me when I cum! Cum all over my feet! Jack off on my
beautiful, sexy feet. Now! Now! Do it! Cum! Cum on my feet! (He cums as
she reaches her orgasm.) Oh that was a good one! Was it good for you?

Papa- Yes. It was one of the most exciting things I can remember in a
long time.

Angie- Then, you may lick your filthy cum off of my feet to show your
gratitude.

Papa- Lick...?

Angie- Do it! (He licks her feet clean.) Good job. Now you may thank me
for letting you lick my feet and then you may sit there while we talk.

Papa- Thank you for letting me lick your feet, Angie.

Angie- You're welcome, Papa. Now, listen up. What I have to say is very
important. I want to be sure you understand what I'm saying.

Papa- I'm listening.

Angie- I want you to turn over 40% of the company stock to me.

Papa- You what?

Angie- Shut up and listen! The remaining 60% is to be divided equally
among the four children.

Papa- But that leaves me nothing!

Angie- Which is probably more than you deserve.

Papa- How can you say that? I built the company up from scratch.

Angie- But who gave you your start up money? Who financed you? Who's
feet did you lick 17 years ago?  Who used to tie you up in her basement
and whip your ass til you came?

Papa- You! You're...

Angie- Her daughter. The woman you fucked, used for your pleasure, took
her life savings from and then left high and dry was my mother. She died
a pauper and I swore I'd get back at you. I used to watch the two of
you. She didn't know I knew.  Never told me or anyone else about it, but
I knew. At the time I was too young for it to make much sense, but as I
got older I put the pieces together. Going through her things when she
died, I found her diary, the canceled checks. She was too ashamed at
having being made a fool of by you to do anything. That, and the fact
that, no matter how much you hurt her, she loved you to her dying day.

Papa- Oh Angie! I'm so ashamed! Ashamed and sorry. I...I often wondered
what happened to Cecilia, your mother. We met after my first wife died
and saw each other even while I was dating my second wife. That's when
she gave me the money. I wanted her to loan it to me but she said no.
She...she trusted me. Said if I ever made it big I could make her a
silent partner. Unfortunately, my second wife found out about our affair
and threatened to call off the wedding unless I severed all ties with
Cecilia. She was pregnant with Monica by then, so I felt I had little
choice.  After my second wife died, I tried to find her but couldn't.

Angie- By that time, she was probably in the nursing home. She suffered
a nervous breakdown, didn't live long after that. I went to live with my
grandparents.

Papa- I'm sorry.

Angie- Me too, but sorry doesn't cut it. You will distribute the stock
as I said. You will remain with the company as Chairman of the Board, I
will assume the title of President and CEO.

Papa- But, I had always planned on distributing the stock, 25% to each
of the children.

Angie- And who would run the company? Gino? He's the only one with
management potential but he knows nothing about the business and could
care less. He's wrapped up in his own projects at which he is quite
talented. Tony? Tony is excellent as CFO. Honest, loyal but no
imagination or backbone. Monica? Monica is young but is showing a
remarkable talent for design. Some of our best sellers, she designed. I
want to send her to a specialized college when she graduates next year.
But management? Forget it! Peter? Peter is still too young to know what
he wants to do. I'd like to encourage him in business management but,
even if he's interested, it will take at least 7 years before he'd be
qualified to run the company. And in the meantime?

Papa- Do I have a choice?

Angie- Of course you do. You can either do it willingly or I can let it
be known the household is infested with incest starting with you and
Monica when she was 5 or 6 years old.

Papa- My God! You know?

Angie- Yes. I know a lot of family secrets. One of them is the fact that
you're a closet submissive. You can't resist dominant women. And the
more domineering the better. So, if you expect me to keep your secrets,
I'd suggest you do as I say. Do you understand?

Papa- (Hangs his head in shame.) Yes. Yes Angie.

Angie- Good. And, there is one more thing.

Papa- And that is?

Angie- I want you to turn one of the old storage rooms at the company
into a dungeon, complete with pulleys, chains, crossbars, manacles in
the walls, and stocked with a fine assortment of whips, canes, paddles,
handcuffs, collars and the like. I'd suggest you make it soundproof and
comfortable. I have a feeling you and I are going to be spending a lot
of time there. Oh my, look at your cock come to life. If just the
thought can do that, think about a whip across your ass while your
hanging from the ceiling. My, just look at that little sucker grow.
Would you like for me to take care of that for you?

Papa- Yes, please Mistress.

Angie- Mistress already? And I didn't even have to suggest it! I like
that, slave. And you are my slave, aren't you?

Papa- Yes Mistress.

Angie- Then I want you to get a cock ring and wear it for me for the
rest of the afternoon. I don't want you touching your cock except to
pee. I want it to be hard for me in case I want it. Now go. (He leaves.
She leans back on the chaise and smiles.) "life is good"

FADE OUT... END PART 6...END OF STORY

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